When the group of people arrived in the backyard, they saw Luo Xingguang resting on a small stool. He had successfully chopped the firewood, but it was a mess, with wood fragments all over the floor.
If they didnât get closer, they would have only seen the neatly stacked piles of wood from afar.
Pan Shiyu exclaimed, âXingguang is really strong. Thereâs so much firewood. After this seasonâs recording, I think there will be more than we can use.â
After saying this, he suddenly turned to face the camera and teased, âThis is the firewood that Luo Xingguang personally chopped. Fans who want to add it to their collection can contact me. The price is absolutely reasonable.â
Song Yi covered her face. She couldnât bear to tell Pan Shiyu that, actually, the messy pieces of wood on the ground were chopped by Luo Xingguang.
Tang Xinrou asked curiously, âMr. Pan, what do you want to do after selling it for money?â
âHire a chef, and then Iâll be the boss.â
âHahahaha, this is a good dream.â
The small interlude passed just like that, and soon the customers arrived.
They went outside together to welcome them.
However, when they left the backyard, Pan Shiyu looked at Luo Xingguang with disdain, his heart aching, âLook at you. Young men these days need to train their bodies properly! Otherwise, even a girl can chop wood better than you!â
Luo Xingguangâs face was slapped so hard by this comment that there was practically a smacking sound.
He silently walked over to Song Yaoyaoâs side and said, âI think youâre right.â
âWhat?â
âI should have picked up my luggage earlier and turned around to leave.â
If he had left, he wouldnât be as embarrassed as he was now.
Song Yaoyao said, âYou should sing a song tonight.â
âWhat song?â
Song Yaoyao smiled. âItâs a pity that there are no ifs.â
Luo Xingguang: â...â
D*mn it! Iâll endure it!
But Iâm really angry, Song Yaoyao, you little brat!
...
Their restaurant wasnât in the downtown area. Instead, it was renovated from a small house in the countryside.
The moment they stepped out, they could see winding mountain roads and green paddy fields by the side of the road.
With mountains and water, the environment was quiet and serene.
âComing, Iâm coming.
âWelcome, welcome, you must be tired from the journey, right?â
Song Yi took the lead, and Tang Xinrou hurriedly went with her to receive the luggage.
âLeave the luggage to me, Iâll take it.â
âThank you.â
Three men and two women arrived, and the words âthank youâ sounded slightly sweet.
Tang Xinrou was stunned and raised her head to look.
When she saw this, she was astonished. âYu Sitian?â
Thatâs right, the guests this time were all students from Feng City Film Academy. Yu Sitian was among them.
âWhat a coincidence.â
Yu Sitian smiled and greeted them warmly.
Those who didnât know would think that they were good friends.
But in reality...
Their relationship was only known to each other. There was a smile on her face, but it was not genuine.
Song Yaoyao was also a little surprised.
That was all.
âLet me do it.â
Yu Sitian was only here as a customer to participate in the show. She would stay here for one night and leave the next day. But just for that, she had prepared a 27-inch suitcase.
Tang Xinrou had taken it without noticing. Now that she was in front of the camera, it was naturally not good to return it.
The stone road was very difficult to walk on. If they wanted to return to the building where they were staying, they still had to walk a very long flight of stairs.
It was precisely because the luggage wasnât easy to carry that Song Yaoyao and Tang Xinrou only carried one backpack each.
Song Yaoyao took the luggage from Tang Xinrouâs hands and easily carried it up.
Tang Xinrouâs heart ached terribly. It was true that her Yaoyao was strong, but who was she to serve others!
If Mr. Huo knew, wouldnât his heart ache even more?
âIâll help you.â
One should never underestimate a girlâs luggage, because the weight would definitely be beyond their imagination.